John Holton (john_holton) wrote,
John Holton
john_holton

Time for an update

It's been over a week, and I've already had one person remark that it was good to hear from me again (hi, writer_chick!) because they were worried, so I figure it's time for an update.

I haven't had much time to sit in front of the computer lately. Mary has been doing everything in her power to ensure that I have no time to sit around and try doing something like, say, look for a job on Monster, CareerBuilder or any of the other sites. To be blunt, we're spending far too much time together. (Please take note, anahata56 and gunhed, and by the way, your wedding pictures were beautiful, and I wish the two of you nothing but the best, and may the two of you be happy for eternity.)

Yesterday, when I complained that I have had no time to sit myself down and put together a cogent business plan for the new business (more to come), she brought up the fact that I also haven't been able to get health insurance because, let's face it, I'm still a big fat guy. So, today, I joined the local health club. I have a way to go before most insurance companies will look at me, but, as I see it, I'm making an effort. She joined as well, so now we have something to hector one another about. Like I said, we're spending too much time together. This was funny: as we're driving over to meet with the manager of the club, Mary asks me whether or not I have my doctor's permission to do this. I told her that I had my doctor's permission to lose weight. That put an end to the conversation. As I see it, desperate times call for desperate measures.

Please don't misconstrue: I love Mary with all of my heart. She is the most important person in my life. She is my biggest fan, my greatest source of support and comfort, she loves me with all of her heart, and I love her with all of my heart. I would be lost without her. But, let's face it, we're spending a little too much time together.

And we know it. I remember when we moved to Atlanta from Chicago, it was so that I could take a job with my company where I wouldn't have to travel all the time and be away from home five weeks out of every six. That lasted all of two years. By the end of that time, Mary was looking to me every Sunday and asking, "Don't you have somewhere to go this week?"

And, speaking of spending time together, Two and a Half Men and CSI: Miami are on. More later.
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